What a crappy day.
Woke up feeling groggy after getting plenty of sleep. Drove over to the dentist to get 3 cavities taken care of. I really don't like the idea of having my mouth open for more than a few seconds at a time. Not only that, but they shot me up with a bunch of local anesthetic and I couldn't really feel my face anymore. Technically, I don't think these were cavities just yet, more of a preventative measure. The location of these 'soft spots' was pretty inconvenient, so I understand the desire to take care of them now.
Paid for my stuff, went out to my car, put it in reverse, and BAM I hit a car. How did this happen you might ask? Well I had looked back in both directions, and in the rear view mirror. I was turning out to the right at first, but remembered I needed to stop by the bank, so started pulling out to the left. As soon as I switched to looking over my left shoulder and was halfway out of the parking spot, a van decided to stop in the road behind me. From the angle I was leaving the spot and how the van pulled up I couldn't see it over my left shoulder. My rear bumper took most of the damage, chipped paint and bent plastic. The van I hit... just had my paint on it, which was easily wiped off. However, the people in the van were pretty pissy and started blaming me for hitting them after I was clearly backing out of the spot for a while. Insurance also came to the conclusion that I was at fault, which is typical of parking lot instances such as this. The problem I have with this is that I was going so slow, and I was already so far out of the spot that I don't know why they would just stop right behind me.
Went to Guitar Center with Hasbro and Kelc. Found something I want. Cheered me up a bit.
Went to Zen for early dinner. Also cheered me up some.
Ray and Marisa came over to hang out. Things got pretty wild. Listened to some Tubular Bells on vinyl.